"Everyone, hurry up and prepare your own bowls and chopsticks. You won't be able to have them when the time comes..."
"Whoosh~~~~~!"
All the students disappeared in an instant, and within a short time, they all came over with their jobs in hand.
Yang Gan twitched his eyebrows and said, "These guys are really..."
Yang Qian pressed the pot lid solemnly, preparing to let it brew for a while before opening it.
Zhang Yumeng couldn't wait any longer and complained, "Open it quickly, you can still expect it to shine."
Yang Gan almost stumbled and fell. Although his cooking skills were passable, he was really incomparable to the young master. The special effects alone cost more than fifty cents.
Using his arms hard, the huge pot lid slowly rose.
A puff of smoke fled in all directions like a naughty child.
As soon as they smelled it, the students' eyes immediately turned red.
Yang Gan took the bowls and chopsticks from the students and served them. When it was Li Xun's turn, Yang Gan directly gave him a few large pieces of meat.
Li Xun came from a poor family, and his eyes suddenly glowed green. Yang Qian swallowed, really worried that this boy would eat the bowl.
The one who got the meat first had already begun to squat on the ground and eat it, without any regard for etiquette.
Actually, etiquette also depends on the place. Before Yang Qian came to ancient times, he thought it was very troublesome because of their etiquette and the way they talked about it.
After I came here, I realized that it was all a misunderstanding. In daily life, I still mainly live in the vernacular, and classical Chinese is only a kind of written or official language that is used sometimes.
The same is true for etiquette. In ordinary times, everyone greets each other and holds hands, which is similar to the current handshake. Only in formal occasions or when subordinates meet their superiors, will there be terms such as etiquette and big gifts.
Next to Yang Gan, Fei Lian was preparing food for them. At this time, a sharp-eyed student pointed at the steaming pot and asked.
"Brother Yang, what's in that?"
"Hey, haggis soup."
"tasty?"
"Kristina, the haggis soup is almost ready. Serve the soup for them." Yang Gan said with a smile.
Ordinary Guizhou people with no culture are actually relatively simple, but the cultured people are different. There are a lot of colorful intestines, such as mutton soup.
Hey, he just didn't know what to say, and made a roundabout way to ask others to serve him soup.
While Yang Gan was busy serving meat to everyone, he whispered to Xiao Yu, "Does An Zi here have a stronghold?"
Xiao Yu bit Yang Qian's ear and said, "I have already given them money. They have bought a dilapidated restaurant outside in the past few days. We will have a base here in the future."
"Okay, follow the method of cooking in an iron pot. Only in this way can we attract customers and find out enough information."
"Yes, sir."
Chatting aside, Yan Yan was devouring braised mutton. Unexpectedly, the mutton was crispy, soft and glutinous, very friendly to older people, and the mutton smell seemed to have been almost removed.
Just eat corn rice with the braised pork, and when your mouth is parched, have a bowl of hot haggis soup.
Tan Tianyan was surprised to find that what he ate before was pig food.
After eating and drinking, Tan Tianyan took out a wooden box from the school and handed it to Yang Qian, "Give me another serving, corn rice, braised lamb, and mutton soup."
Yang Gan said awkwardly, "Let's forget about the wine sacrifice. There are so many. I can't bear the risk of something bad happening if I eat it."
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"I also have a goddaughter who has a bad appetite recently and is losing weight day by day. The food you cook is so delicious, I believe my goddaughter will like it."
Yang Qian's eyebrows lit up, and he stroked Tan Tianyan's beard unruly, "Sacrifice wine, are you a serious goddaughter?"
Tan Tianyan was stunned, looked at Yang Qian's evil smile, and said angrily, "Nonsense, that's the daughter of my best friend."
Immediately he sighed, "It's a pity that my goddaughter died. All my family members died in the war."
"Okay~~!"
After Yang Gan took the tableware, he filled a large bowl with it, "As long as your goddaughter can eat it."
"Alas, she was almost taken away by a natural disaster this time. Fortunately, she was lucky enough to meet a noble person."
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It has to be said that delicious food can often capture the taste buds of many people. Once the taste buds are captured, the favorability of Yang Qian instantly rises.
Many students even think that Yang Qian should open a school of food, or gourmet food. Not to mention the disciples from poor families, even many students from scholar-bureaucrat families have never tasted such delicious food.
Now, Yang Qian was completely famous in the academy.
After all, there were only two big pots of meat, and they were eaten by the classmates in a short time.
Because everyone was gathered together, many unfamiliar students also came over. The strong smell of meat had not dissipated, and a pot of meat and a pot of soup had already been eaten.
However, some students still took the cooking cakes in their hands and ate them dipped in the juice of the braised mutton.
The students who ate the cooking cakes dipped in soup were all amazed. It was so delicious. The originally ordinary cooking cakes were directly elevated to the level of gourmet food.
After dinner, Tan Tianyan hurried out. Yang Gan knew that this old boy must have brought food to his goddaughter. Many students crowded around Yang Gan.
When the crowd dispersed, a strange man was waiting for Xiao Yu outside the academy gate. When he saw Xiao Yu going out, he immediately took out the letter and then disappeared quickly.
"Is this a secret arrangement here?"
Xiao Yu nodded and opened the letter to look at it. Suddenly her eyes widened and she immediately handed the letter to Yang Qian.
"Master, do you still remember what you promised me?"
After Yang Gan quickly read the letter, his eyes curled up and he walked around excitedly.
Unexpectedly, the transaction between Shang Guo and Liao Guo had indeed ended. What was now being discussed was the formal transaction. Due to natural disasters, neither team had time to come over, and it was not suitable for the transaction.
Yang Gan did not answer Xiao Yu's words, but led everyone back to the inn. Looking at the information, he fell into deep thinking.
It was undeniable that breaking such a deal would only bring benefits to Xia Guo but no harm, but he had no way to maximize the benefits.
Yang Qian was indeed a little embarrassed, he had promised her, but at this time, before the huge interests of the war, personal rise and fall, honor and disgrace really didn't matter.
After thinking about it again and again, Yang Qian said with difficulty, "Yu'er, I have two ideas now, and I want to go over them with you."
Xiao Yu hurriedly said, "You tell me."
"First, when they make a deal, kill your enemy Zhai Ku. This will be very satisfying, but it will only ruin a deal between Shang Guo and Liao Guo."
"Second, we plan together, but Zhai Ku cannot die now. He is more valuable alive than dead."
Xiao Yu looked at Yang Qian blankly.
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, tears kept falling down, and the whole person slowly collapsed to the ground.
"My lord, my lord, you promised me that I would kill my enemies with my own hands."
Yang Qian let out a long sigh, "In front of national interests, personal interests are insignificant."
Xiao Yu suddenly raised his head and said angrily, "If one day, the Xia Kingdom needs the young master to sacrifice, will the young master die generously?"
Yang Gan shook his head and said, "No, I will do everything possible to save my life, because your family has disappeared. Taking revenge at this time is just a breath of bad breath, but I promise you, if you want Zhai Ku's life now, I will definitely Support, and I will help you, and I won’t bear any grudge against you later.”
"Everyone has things they care about. I'm just analyzing the pros and cons with you. It's up to you to make the decision this time. Don't worry, no matter what you decide, I will be your backer."
Yang Qian said, helping Xiao Yu who was crying into tears. How could he not avenge the genocide?
Xiao Yu always thinks of his father's sincere teachings.
I heard the smiling face of my mother spinning in the yard.
There was a sound of immature younger brothers swirling around him.
But everything was ruined because King Shang actually believed Zhai Ku's slander.
Yang Gan personally fetched some water and put it in front of Xiao Yu. "Wash your face and wake up. People are sometimes easily swayed by their own feelings. If you are in Guizhou, that's fine. But you are a retainer and I am a general. If One day, if the two of us are swayed by our emotions, many people will die in vain."
Zhang Yumeng raised his eyebrows when he heard what the two said. He couldn't bear to say, "Yang Qian, if you want me to see it, forget it. Don't force her like this."
Yang Gan gave up and said, "Don't worry, I won't force her. It's just a matter of interest. This person will die sooner or later."
Xiao Yu washed his face, knelt down in front of the desk, his head lowered, and after a while he said in a hoarse voice, "Sir, you said last time that Zhai Ku was just a knife, and the culprit was King Shang."
"Yes, I said that. In fact, if you want to raid a prime minister's house, you have to order it personally. How Zhai Ku jumps up and down is just a knife. One person kills another person with a knife. What do you think? Is it the knife’s fault or the person’s fault?”
Xiao Yu exhaled a long breath, looked at Yang Qian, and said with firm eyes, "I will help the young master with suggestions, but the young master Xu has to promise me something."
Yang Gan nodded, "It's reasonable, you say, as long as I can do it."
"I want the heads of King Shang and Zhai Ku to pay homage to my parents."
Yang Gan raised his eyebrows, and the difficulty changed directly from difficult to hell mode.
"I promise you, I will take the heads of both of them." Yang Qian said and came to Xiao Yu. Seeing the girl who was not even twenty years old being so embarrassed by family hatred, he felt something indescribable in his heart. Pitiful.
Suddenly Yang Qian stretched out his hand, hugged Xiao Yu into his arms, and said, "I believe that parents in the world love themselves. Knowing that you are living a good life now, they will feel at ease in heaven."
After all, Xiao Yu was only in his teens. He suddenly hugged Yang Qian and burst into tears.
Zhang Yumeng had no choice but to sit on the bed and keep thinking, but found nothing, because as a modern person, it is impossible for a modern person to empathize with this kind of genocide.
Xiao Yu toiled until very late and fell into a deep sleep. Yang Gan reported her to the bed and carefully wiped his haggard and pale face.
"People are like this. You don't want to be a bully. You are still not a human being."
Zhang Yumeng's words immediately rang in Yang Qian's ears.
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